Curren$y

[fox69]

"Job"

"Job"


[Verse 1: Curren$y]
At this point in my life
I'm looking at it like a hustle
Supafly's last number
Come out of the game on top, before they pull me under
That's what it's about
Range rover the winters
In the summer I do the drop with the right shoes on
And the top gone, soft porn
Watch out for 'em, OG
Your old heads'll vouch for 'em
They know me
And the shit that I'm on
Cause I've seen it all
Like I bought the boxed set, whole season dog
Them bitches is running out of tricks pimpin'
Barely catching my attention
I'm dealing with them
But simply for the physical
She falling deep in love
But I'm really not that into you, sorry girl
But at least I kept it trill with you
Evils that this game'll do
Have me concentrating on that pay
And playing you
This hustle is a bitch, so is this ho
They trying to make a player choose
[Hook:]
Jets up over bitches nigga
Stick to the Scrip
Jets up over bitches nigga
Stick to the Scrip
Counting my grip
Jets up over bitches nigga
Stick to the Scrip
Jets up over bitches nigga
Stick to the Scrip
Smoke one to this
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Sosa had it all figured out
I think that's who they should've made a movie 'bout
Cause pimping had a helicopter at his crib
Just in case his homeboy smelled a snitch
Type of shit had spitta inspired
Type of shit had me all night writing
Type of shit had me out all night driving in my whip
I been waiting since a little boy to buy this shit
I ain't hiding from no haters so I ride with no tint
Feast your eyes mother fucker
I beep my horn at your woman
She keep her phone in her lap
I call and she coming
And for that, she always coming back
But I'm running to them stacks
I'm trying to put a million in the wall
Couple million in the yard
Couple million in the ceiling
Over where them hoes laying at
So it's staying asses
[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Jordan 3's"

"Jordan 3's"


I got keys comin from overseas
Ignition foreign exchange lane switchin
Talk the same shit I said different
That's the difference
Them niggas pussy footin
I got keys comin from overseas
Ignition foreign exchange lane switchin
Talk the same shit I said different
That's the difference
Them niggas pussy footin
I got keys comin from overseas
Ignition foreign exchange lane switchin
Talk the same shit I said different
That's the difference
Them niggas pussy footin
They ain't pimpin
Them bitches just looking and choosin when they see a winner
Smart decision
Could've been with throwback Jack
Still ridin spinners
Flyer than Delta
I can help ya
Get your weight up
Like the spotter raisin the bar and the plates up
Writin my raps by my trap bitch indicator
Ass too round and fat to be a fake one
I'm makin adjustments in preparations
While my program directors in my city
Are havin a sleep over in the station
Pluck my ashes
Refuse to ass kiss
Slow mo in a fast whip
No socks my Stan Smith's
Summer time in the Winter
I'm fine my nigga
Homeboy just livin
Yea
Comin at you live
Fly, wicked
So we can only kick it if you high
Bitches
Like they seen it before they recognize
I keep it G to a T
That is I
License my flyness
Drop jewels from the sky
That's my crib
Where I live
Walk with these
Jordan 3's
You'll be aight slick
Peel off like a New Era sticker
Out that bitch like a newborn my nigga

 

[fox69]

"Just Might Be"

"Just Might Be"


[Intro:]
Just might be
Just might be, just might be
Just might be Pilot Talk 3
Nigga
[Verse 1:]
Niggas thought I was sleep
Cause of how far I laid back my seat
But I could see through rain, snow, and sleet
The sunshine, it's son time
Music industry lunchline
I been standing in that mufucka for a long time tryna eat
Full tray, extra jello, vintage mistress
French vanilla, Ferrari Maranello
[Hook:]
This just might be
This just might be
This just might be Pilot Talk 3
[Verse 2:]
Low mileage, high driving
Know they waiting for a drug lord to hop out it
Waiting for the moment we can stop browsing, start clowning
Cop it all, tear the walls out it
Fucking shawty got it
Correct amount of dollars I be all about it
Professional cheffer, audio narcotics
Guarantee the quality of all my products
Astrology, see all the stars around us
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Back over the stove cause they want some mo'
Sleeping outside for it like they waiting on Jordans
I can't afford to not record
Bring it on tour, perform that shit through a cordless
Landscapers on my property well paid
Pulling off the compound in droptop Porsches
Remembering haircuts on front porches
Telling my older homies that the whole world was waiting on me
[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Kilo Jam"

"Kilo Jam"


Counting money while my bitch sleep
Counting money til my niggas eat
I ain't fucking with that Bentley Jeep
I'm a lil nigga so my wraith big as a truck to me
I tried to tell them lil boys not to fuck with me
But sometimes you gotta let 'em see
See me on the beach in SD and my homie riding '63
When you got home I was all on your TV
Smoking weed where you never be
Nigga where you can't go
You couldn't see me with yo telescope
Testarossas on the coast parked it right next to the post
Spitta coped another whip, Aw no, Aw no

More dope for your ears to smoke
More dope for your ears to smoke
More dope for your ears to smoke
Fucking with the audio narcos

Put some respect on it, before we check on it
Haters will piss on your grave
I'm just gone park my corvette on it
Sparking in the dark, thinking of more art
Stupid intelligence, I'm dumb smart
I'm all heart, that's why you lost before you start
I scratched off in my Ferrari underneath them stars
I forget I got them cars, I be to busy grinding for 'em
That's that money on the line baby I can't ignore it, hold on

More dope for your ears to smoke
More dope for your ears to smoke
More dope for your ears to smoke
The original audio narcos

 

[fox69]

"King Kong"

"King Kong"


Yeahh... Jets Fool, Pilot Talk Nigga,
Everybody around this bitch got money,
We ain't never gon run outta weed, yeah, look up

[VERSE 1]
Holla a mountain out
Build a villa in it, pimp that's what I'm talkin bout
Uh, Closed minded lil children, I write my way to a million, lookin out the plane windows
Fuck around get popped like a collar
For slippin in my city get bitten, chewed, swallowed
Fool, what you think you like me
Your idol and your rival I be
Holdin the title with the precision of a hunter's rifle
Shots fired, the forest too quiet, trees ignited
Fall back baby girl let me get high chick
Eagle droppings, fly shit, who gon' stop him
On the grind I am like a quarterback attackin' defensive linebackin' homie who gon' block em

[HOOK]
Tearin thru the city
Snatchin bitches top of the building
King Kong ain't got shit on me
25-8 goin 8 for the cake nigga
King Kong ain't got shit on me
Wanna be pilots, get swatted out the sky around I
King Kong ain't got shit on me
Larger than life, they hate me because they ain't me
King Kong ain't got shit on me

[VERSE 2]
Yea, came up, put it down for my set what I did Jets nigga
Founder of a flyer society raisin the partition so the driver won't bother me
Women wishin for a position on either side of me
Hopin for a free ride to the top with me
Spendin my cheese, smokin my broccoli
Dressed neat, left the hotel suite sloppy off the chopper tree
Upstate New York, Woodstock, Socrates
The view from my rockin chair you would not believe
A million miles from New Orleans, left the key to the city with my brother now I'm comin back for it

[HOOK]
Tearin thru the city
Snatchin bitches top of the building
King Kong ain't got shit on me
25-8 goin 8 for the cake nigga
King Kong ain't got shit on me
Wanna be pilots, get swatted out the sky around I
King Kong ain't got shit on me
Larger than life, they hate me because they ain't me
King Kong ain't got shit on me

 

[fox69]

"Knock"

"Knock"


[Curren$y:]
All our shit knock, all our shit knock
All our shit knock, all our shit knock
Every time that we drop, all our shit hot
All our shit knock, all our shit knock
All stand in the driveway
From my blue six-tre
Low rider problems them bitches break every day
If you really bout it you gotta pay to play
Cost to be the boss, ain't that what they say?
Diamonds, Voss water, gloss, candy paint
Sweet tooth you get cavities from my Chevrolet
14 karat gold Rollie, skates on the Wraith
Motherfucker I don't play
Never did any day, more cake on the way
Nigga paper plates or fine China
It don't matter it don't make me, no never mind bruh
We gon' turn the whole industry into a diner
All our shit knock, all our shit knock
All our shit knock, all our shit knock
[Corner Boy P:]
It ain't no motherfucking question, you see it know it's P
All of our shit knock, all of our shit clean
Got the whole parking lot candy and on D's
Mine triple gold and only plays Underground Kings
Getting mainstream dough off these underground rhymes
Still busting O's down got a couple on me now
20 for the wipe down got me feeling like I'm Boosie
Gas tank on E but my pockets hella Blueski's
Brought not built, if I buy it I rebuild
Know it dropped this year and I copped this year
Got the 96 tucked, might pull out this year
Been broke, came up shit I outlived my fears
Like if its there cheap what's gon' take to get it here
That bitch know I'ma cheat so she can miss me with them tears
I'm tryna come through foreign then pull up and disappear
Like first class alright, but ain't nothing like them Lear's
[Curren$y:]
All our shit knock, all our shit knock
All our shit knock, all our shit knock

 

[fox69]

"La Ferrari"

"La Ferrari"


Still trying to teach Crossy the difference between
Wine and fine champagne
Its alright
His Rolex game is correct
Regal Al just pulled up
Uh
Elevator doors, her Le Pearle hit the floor
Vintage bad bitch that I seen a couple times before
In a Miami night club
We had a brief talk, we was vibing
I got distracted wyling with my dogs
When I looked back she was gone
Disappeared in the fog
Thought I'd never see her again
But here we are
Dressed elegant like she was presenting an award
Booty clapping through it all
Round of applause
I'm like mama do you smoke
She said but of course
So we sparked
I spit darts
Game in her brains
For us to see each other again was meant
To ignore the signs being sent wouldn't make sense
We could change the world over mama change how it spin
I'm your coach baby girl
I'm not trying to be your pimp
I got homies need a chick to drive this Benz 'cross town
With a box in the backseat and not look in
She ate that mission up like it was some M & Ms
Like candy from a baby
She swerved that Mercedes from point A to point Z
She text me when she made it
I said baby you the greatest
Now get back here safely
I'll have a joint rolled up waiting
The life we dating
But these is just jux to big paper
We crooks in the castle
Planning another caper
We not Bonnie and Clyde
No matter how high I get
I never let her drive
She might try to hit the switches on my '65
(Chuckles)
For every blow depends on breath control
So its the first thing you must learn
Fortunately its easy
You'll soon learn
Fo'20 Massacre
Yeah

 

[fox69]

"Landed"

"Landed"


Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
They say I'm not from this planet
Shit going just how I planned it
Put a lil away for the families
Stacking my bread like a sandwich
Saving my face from them cameras
Situations could get scandalous
When niggas feel like they embarassed

Your bitch fucking niggas for status
Girl, that's the one you should be mad with
That's a panamera not a camera
A cranberry not the fabrics
Front to valley flashing hazards
In the lobby bar smoking gasses
My watch worth twice what your advance is
Or try to play me on no rap shit

Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
They say I'm not from this planet
Everything going how I planned it
Put a lil away for the family
Stacking up bread like a sandwich
Saving my face from them cameras
Cause situations could get scandalous
When niggas feel like they embarassed

I used to live in Miami
Fall asleep stoned on the balcony
Me and my homie smoke rapper weed
I'm the one coined the phrase rapper weed
I'm the one 'fuck it, we ain't gon' get into that
You can smell the shit strong and it's still in the vacuum pack
Woke up this morning said told myself self 'it's time to get the bag'
Wouldn't have went to sleep that night used a half a million as a [?]
Wouldn't have said it, if I weren't with it
I don't care like them sucker niggas
In a matter of minutes gon' get it
In a couple more I'm showing up in it

Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
They say I'm not from this planet
Shit going just how I planned it
Put a lil away for the family
Stacking my bread like a sandwich
Saving my face from them cameras
Situations could get scandalous
When niggas feel like they embarassed
Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
You ain't never seen this, don't know what this is about
Might not ever be released, they just want me to try out
Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
Bitch I ain't pull up, I landed
You ain't never seen this, you don't know what this is about
Might not ever be released, they just want me to try out

Put a lil away for the family
Staying away from them cameras
This a panamera not a camera

 

[fox69]

"Landing"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"Landing"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



[Verse 1: Currensy]
Money in the floor, weed in a bowl
On the couch, life like Ox
Big TV, nigga, big ass remote
Motion sensors all over my house
For investigative ass hoes
That's waiting for me to pass out
So they can tiptoe all over my home
Woah, pump your brakes, slow your roll
I got cake, bread in loaves
State to state, hit that road
Hit that bank when I get home
Hit that lot tomorrow morn'
I think they got the one I want
Top I drop like my ex ho
Top get dropped like I let it go
Fool I close Ferrari doors
My driveway is a horse show
Smoke my weed, eat my breakfast
My bitch read our horoscopes
Out loud
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Talk about what's gon' get done to a nigga, until I run in to niggas
Might dress kinda funny to niggas, I got more money than niggas
These niggas lackin positive influence so I'm son'ing these niggas
You niggas more Calogero I'm more Sunny than niggas
That's why I got a couple of cribs and everyone one of 'em owned
Shoulda have my Ferrari but now I had to give my mother a home
Just bought a few pounds the other day and everyone one of 'em gone
Just counting my chains, tomorrow I'm a put everyone one of 'em on
You niggas must be trippin' yeah that's a Benz, nigga what's the addition
(Niggas jealous cause they see me gettin' money)
See me and Spitta in this bitch, they like yeah niggas must be twistin'
(So much swag and you niggas looking bummy)
And we been giving swag but on the real that wasn't the intention
(So much swag make a nigga wish he was me)
It's kinda funny cause a nigga thought I was being different
(I'm getting high laughing at you niggas cause it's funny)

 

[fox69]

"Lavendar"

"Lavendar"


Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Andretti, Lex Luger
Da da, da da
Da da, da da
Jet Life
Yeah
We ain't gon' waste no time

The labels is lavendar
My lady's Ralph Lauren fashion
I'm been mashing back and forth to the lab
Trying to make it happen
Addicted to extravagance
A magnet to chips
Grabbing and dashing with all that shit
Not leaving fingerprints
Niggas is killing friends over brotherly arguments
We should all stay alive and just enjoy this shit
We work hard for it, my collection of cars is immense
Open the jar and release a heavenly scent

Cloud up and twist, plot a hit, messages sent
I bet them niggas never try to play us again
Uh, plotout a hit, messages sent
I bet them pussy niggas never try to play us again
Let 'em in

Know what I'm saying, how big dogs say
Keep them out, let the motherfuckers in

Uh
Let the nines in, smoke out the den
Park the Benz, hopped out slid
Your niggas froze, some of them hid
Gamed on their shit, we hella dipped
I knocked your bitch, I ain't even a pimp
She on the strip, bringing it back 'round ten
That's what she said, that's what she meant
Said she'd kick in, that's what she did
A trill bitch, very real in this atmosphere at the table
When I feast bosses eating, I'll pull you up a chair
Everybody easting, everybody sharing
Organized rhyme family got the profits rising
Where we go from, that depends on whether you scared
Cause scared don't make bread, and we trying to beat the point spread
[?] on the water but I ain't in a waterbed
That's a ship I had to charter there
I got an apartment up in here
A boss is always prepared
Yup

Yeah
Yeah
La da
La da
Jet Life
Jet Life
Jet Life
Nigga yeah